Chapter 401 Celebration (Big Chapter)

In midsummer, although it was almost evening, Bianjing was still sweltering with heat. The sunset in the sky was as strong as fire, and the weeping willows by the river remained motionless without a trace of wind.

In order to take advantage of the coolness of the riverside, the wine shop on the Bianhe River placed seats by the riverside, with a few tables of people sitting here and there.

Hearing the poor men at the two tables talking loudly about the Zang Jingsu's book, the waiter shook his head slightly, wiped his sweat, and rushed over with a kettle in response to the guest's call. add water.

"Watermelon! Sweet and crunchy watermelon!"

The window on the second floor of the wine shop was pushed open, and a man stuck his head out and said to the farmer who was walking below carrying a load: "Bring me some."

"Okay!" The farmer responded happily, put down his burden, picked a few of the best ones, and sent them up.

"It seems to be the eldest son of the Dong family?" The scholars stopped their discussion and looked at the wide open window. In addition to the young master who stuck his head out, there were several people sitting inside.

"Look." A scholar whispered.

Several people turned around and saw a small sedan parked at the door of the wine shop. The bridge curtain was opened, and a young man wearing a sky-blue gown came out. He was thin, with a pale face and a faint sick look, but that did not affect him at all. To his unparalleled elegance.

"Master Cheng!" A scholar shouted excitedly in a low voice.

Seemingly hearing his voice, the young master turned to look at them, then curved his eyebrows, saluted them with a warm smile, and then turned around and entered the wine shop.

"Members of the Dong family and Mr. Cheng?" Seeing that as Cheng Jia entered, the people in the window stood up to greet him and went out. Another scholar asked doubtfully.

As soon as Zang Jingsu's announcement came out, various voices came out in the court. Some said that the emperor is now in his prime. Do you want to curse the emperor by proposing the crown prince at this time? What's more, the prince has grown up, and it's time to establish a prince. Each faction has its own ideas, and the quarrel has become a mess.

If we talk about military strength alone, the second prince not only has the support of the Zhao family, but also has a good relationship with Heishui Pass. The eldest prince has the support of several major families behind the Dong family and some connections in the Forbidden Army. The fourth prince has There is nothing except the Deng family.

But becoming a prince does not depend on your military strength. Unless you want to rebel, why would you bring so many troops? The establishment of a prince depends on the power in the court. To put it bluntly, it is the power of the civil servants. It also depends on the quarreling ability of the players you introduce.

In this case, Qingliu became the target of all parties.

When I was holding the lantern, a little wind started blowing the gauze on the waterside pavilion by the lake, dancing with the green willows and carrying the faint fragrance of lotus.

The water pavilion is ventilated on all sides, and ice basins are placed at the four corners. The beautiful maid holds a long-handled feather fan and gently fans the cold air from the ice basin to the middle, making the inside of the water pavilion even cooler.

Su Wen leaned against the beauty, looked at the little lights lit along the lake, and sighed: "It's really a good place, good scenery." Moreover, the Ling family is really rich, and ice cubes can be made for free like this General use.

In addition to paintings, books, and musical instruments, there are several small tables in the waterside pavilion. One is specially used for making tea, and the other two are placed with a variety of snacks. From time to time, there will be beautiful maids in green dresses. Quietly, he came to refill the water and put in new food.

There is a wall separating this side from the main courtyard of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, but there is no barrier on Ding Lake. Across the misty lake and the lush trees beside the lake, the scenery there can still be vaguely seen.

Elegantly built courtyards, elegant gardens, maids who behave gracefully and gracefully, and tight guards that you can't see but can feel.

Mei Donghua rubbed his brows, was this really the work of that vulgar merchant woman?

"I won't be willing to go back if I get such a good place." Fan Zhen smiled and winked at the maid waiting on the side, and then was ignored.

"If you don't go back, what will happen to my sister?" Following the faint voice, Cheng Jia seemed to walk into the waterside pavilion under the moonlight.

"Master, would you like to eat?" The maid in green lowered her head and asked. Seeing Cheng Jia nod, he retreated.

"Didn't you just come back from dinner with Dong Chao?" Fan Zheng looked at him and smiled.

Cheng Jia glanced at him, then sat on the chair, picked up his special tea bowl, took a sip of tea, and said, "Can I eat the food outside?"

"How was the discussion?" Mei Donghua asked.

"Haha, what can we talk about?" Cheng Jia glanced at the lights across the lake and said, "I hope we can speak for the eldest prince. The eldest prince is the eldest prince. Legally, the eldest prince should naturally be the prince. , not to mention that the eldest prince is also excellent in literary, Taoist and military strategy, and he is truly the choice of a good prince. That's about it."

"How do you answer?" Su Wen also looked at Cheng Jia and asked. Cheng Jia is the leader of the Qingliu youth faction, and his position directly affects all of them.

"The prince's affairs are naturally decided by the emperor." Cheng Jia said with a faint smile.

This is tantamount to saying nothing, but Emperor Xiwen’s most trusted person has always been Prime Minister Cheng. Now Prime Minister Cheng is silent at all in the court, and he is just doing Tai Chi. It’s no wonder that they are anxious, and they actually find him. Cheng Jia is not involved in these things.

The maid in green brought over a bowl of porridge. The lingering fragrance immediately made several people turn their heads. They watched the maid place the porridge in front of Cheng Jia, and then whispered: "Miss Alan asked, do you have anything to eat tonight?" ?If you eat something greasy, I will give you a replacement."

Cheng Jia shook his head, with a comfortable smile on his face, and said, "Nothing, I just drank some tea in the evening."

The maid bowed and retreated, and then they realized that the surrounding maids had already withdrawn. The look in Mei Donghua's eyes deepened, and he said leisurely: "The maids here are quite good."

Su Wen smiled and said: "Miss Alan? Qiao Mu, let's be honest. Are you living here because the scenery is suitable for cultivation, or because of this young lady?"

Su Ce spat out the tea he just drank, rolled his eyes and said nothing.

"Yes, I heard that you even rejected Miss Fu's family, and Yuqin is also worried about this matter. Do you have someone in your heart?" Fan Zheng glared at Su Ce and asked.

Cheng Jia just smiled and said nothing, pointing to the lotus flowers that filled the lake and said: "The flowering period is almost over. I met Xuanzhi not long ago. Speaking of which, we haven't had a literary meeting for a long time."

You live in someone else's house and use someone else's servants, and now you want to entertain guests directly here?

Su Wen opened his mouth and was shocked for a long time, then asked: "Mrs. Yang agrees?"

Taking small sips of the porridge at just the right temperature, Cheng Jia smiled and said, "I'll exchange ten calligraphy and paintings for her to rent this place for a year. She won't object to whatever I want to do here." The money-hungry man woman! There are ten pictures there, one picture a day! Naturally, I can't say this, otherwise the price of his calligraphy and paintings will drop outside, and I'm afraid it will make him look bad again.

The expressions of several people froze again. Mei Donghua breathed a sigh of relief and finally showed a smile on his face, saying: "Your calligraphy is considered rare outside, ten pieces, the rent is really a lot. "Although Cheng Jia and Han Ju have a very good relationship, although Cheng Jia is in poor health and needs a place to recuperate, and it is difficult to go to Zhuangzi during troubled times, one-third of it has been allocated from Duke Dingguo's mansion. He also brought a lake and a garden to Cheng Jia in one place. It was difficult for people not to doubt such a generous gesture. After hearing the news, several people came to visit together, but they happened to meet Cheng Jia on his way to Dong Chao's appointment, but he just confessed The maid brought them in, and upon hearing this, Mei Donghua felt relieved.

Cheng Jia has always been clean and self-sufficient and is a role model for scholars. Mei Donghua will never allow him to cause any bad rumors.

"But the lotus blooming season has passed, so why not just wait a few more days. When around the Mid-Autumn Festival, the scenery here should be better." Fan Zheng said with a smile. The remaining lotus and autumn moon are also a scene.

Several maids came in quietly, and after saluting a few people, they took away the snacks on the small table, served a table full of dishes, and then placed wine glasses and other items.

After all the items were placed, the leading maid said softly: "Miss Alan said, this wine is for a few young masters to drink. Mr. Cheng, you have a bad spleen and stomach. If you touch it, you will be responsible for the consequences."

After saying that, without waiting for a few people to respond, he retreated with the rest of the maids, changed the calligraphy and painting tables, and came in to serve.

"Don't look at it, this Miss Alan is a doctor. You also know that he was not in good health some time ago. He vomited whatever he ate, and even the doctor couldn't do anything. It was Han Shu who introduced Mrs. Yang's doctor to him, and then Slowly recover. Otherwise, why would he stay here?" Su Ce had already sat at the table and knocked on the table.

"Is your medical skill so good?" Fan Zheng's eyes lit up and he asked.

"The medical skills are good, but it's not easy to recruit her." Cheng Jia said with a smile. Alan is a miracle doctor. He usually can't find anyone if he wants to find him. If it weren't for Ling Qingyu, he probably wouldn't care about his life or death.

After nightfall, the weather cools down, and the garden is filled with flowers of all colors, and the fragrance overflows with the wind.

The dishes were refreshing side dishes that I had never tasted before, and the wine was clear and good wine. A few people were drinking and chatting. When they were very comfortable, they heard a clear singing voice from across the lake. It's tactful and makes people indulge in it.

"Is this Mrs. Yang's external attendant?" Fan Zheng asked.

"If it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, are you borrowing someone from the Yang Mansion? Then, can you borrow this person?" Su Wen asked, a little tipsy, and kept his fingers in rhythm with the singing.

"He is not an actor." Cheng Jia said calmly.

"Isn't he just a slave?" Mei Donghua snorted, with a hint of water in his eyes due to being slightly drunk, and smiled: "Then Mrs. Yang loves money, doesn't she? Can you exchange it for a few more calligraphy and paintings? that is?"

"Brother Mei!"

Cheng Jia raised his hand to stop Su Ce and said, "Donghua drank too much."

"Qiao Mu, Mrs. Yang can give you a place and a maid, so why doesn't a slave agree?" Su Wen said with some surprise. Mrs. Yang must have wanted to befriend Cheng Jia, so she gave him half of the place and people. In that case, how could she be reluctant to part with a male servant?

"Brother! No matter how much money you pay, Mrs. Yang won't agree. Even if she agrees, Su Mu would rather commit suicide than open the throat of a second person." Su Ce couldn't help shouting. After staying in Lingjia Village for so long, he knew Ling Qingyu's guards very well. Although Sumu treated Ling Qingyu with a slave gift, it was only for her. It was absolutely impossible for him to serve others!

"It's getting late, I'll ask someone to take you back." Before the others could say anything else, Cheng Jia stood up and ordered the paperwork to be prepared for the car.

Fan Zheng and Mei Donghua were on the same road, sitting on a carriage. They raised the curtains and looked at the elegant moonlight. Fan Zheng asked as if casually: "Donghua, which prince do you like?"

Mei Donghua rested his head on his hands, half-closed his eyes, and said drunkenly: "Who is it? Is there anyone worthy of our service now?"

Fan Zheng laughed and said, "Yes."

Neither the eldest prince nor the second prince were good princes, but the behavior of Zhao Mingliang, whom he had always been optimistic about, made him feel a little cold. Remembering that when he knew they were defeated, he hurried to Zhao Mansion, thinking of comforting Zhao Mingliang. As a result, he saw Zhao Mingliang happily entertaining his counselors.

Where is this country headed?

"Ce! Are you really unwilling to serve as an official?" Su Wen asked, holding his head. Su Ce had already won the imperial examination, and it was almost a sure thing to take the Jinshi examination. He used to keep saying that he wanted to serve the country, but after returning from the extra chapter, he never mentioned it again. Recently, he and Han Zhi have become closer and closer.

"As long as you and the brothers from the first and second bedrooms are at home, I'm not missing one." Su Ce leaned against the car wall and looked at his brother who didn't look as tipsy as before.

"The situation is unclear now. The eldest prince and the second prince each have the support of Prime Minister Dong and Prime Minister Wang. However, the fourth prince is the most beloved person of the emperor. Our Su family can stay out of the matter now, but we still have to make a choice. What my father means is, All three of us must have good friends."

"Haha, that's your business. I just want to study more about farming and business. I've made an agreement with Brother Han, and Brother Han also agreed to let me enter the Ling family." After Su Ce said this, he saw Su Wen's black expression as expected. He made a face and said angrily: "Nonsense! How could you do such a thing!"

"Why not?" Seeing his elder brother take off his mask-like expression, Su Ce relaxed and leaned on the soft pillow with a lazy look. Well, the Ling family’s carriage is just so comfortable!

"How can our Su family, which has been a scholarly family for generations, do such a stupid thing!" Su Wen blushed and roared in a low voice. Fortunately, he still remembered that this was the Ling family's carriage and didn't yell loudly.

"Haha, brother, why didn't you say that when I brought back all the gold and treasures from the extra chapter? I earned all the money by doing these things in the extra chapter." Su Ce sneered and said: " The Su family just looks good. My father has been studying for an official career, so he probably spent a lot of money, right? Now the Su family is just an empty frame. Brother, what do you think if I tell my father, I will give you ten dollars a year? Wan Guan, do you think my father will still object?"

Su Wen was speechless. The Su family is a scholarly family, an aristocratic family, an upright and noble family. To put it bluntly, it means the owner has no money. There are many officials in the Su family, but the population is even larger, and for the sake of reputation, my grandfather even It has been providing huge subsidies to the huge clan. At this time, the position of the prince is not certain, and they cannot judge who to follow. Naturally, there is no way to collect some money. Now, the salary of these people alone can no longer support the family. The expenses for the high-class and elegant life inside, not to mention this house, his father also spent a lot for promotion. This time Su Ce brought back 50,000 taels of gold, which almost became emergency money.

If one hundred thousand taels of silver a year, if nothing else, life in this house would be much easier!

Su Wen's expression changed, and Su Ce sighed inwardly, stopped talking, opened the window, and looked out the window.

In midsummer, although it was almost evening, Bianjing was still sweltering with heat. The sunset in the sky was as strong as fire, and the weeping willows by the river remained motionless without a trace of wind.

In order to take advantage of the coolness of the riverside, the wine shop on the Bianhe River placed seats by the riverside, with a few tables of people sitting here and there.

Hearing the poor men at the two tables talking loudly about the Zang Jingsu's book, the waiter shook his head slightly, wiped his sweat, and rushed over with a kettle in response to the guest's call. add water.

"Watermelon! Sweet and crunchy watermelon!"

The window on the second floor of the wine shop was pushed open, and a man stuck his head out and said to the farmer who was walking below carrying a load: "Bring me some."

"Okay!" The farmer responded happily, put down his burden, picked a few of the best ones, and sent them up.

"It seems to be the eldest son of the Dong family?" The scholars stopped their discussion and looked at the wide open window. In addition to the young master who stuck his head out, there were several people sitting inside.

"Look." A scholar whispered.

Several people turned around and saw a small sedan parked at the door of the wine shop. The bridge curtain was opened, and a young man wearing a sky-blue gown came out. He was thin, with a pale face and a faint sick look, but that did not affect him at all. To his unparalleled elegance.

"Master Cheng!" A scholar shouted excitedly in a low voice.

As if hearing his voice, the young master turned to look at them, then curved his eyebrows, saluted them with a warm smile, and then turned around and entered the wine shop.

"Members of the Dong family and Mr. Cheng?" Seeing that as Cheng Jia entered, the people in the window stood up to greet him and went out. Another scholar asked doubtfully.

As soon as Zang Jingsu's announcement came out, various voices came out in the court. Some said that the emperor is now in his prime. Do you want to curse the emperor by proposing the crown prince at this time? What's more, the prince has grown up, and it's time to establish a prince. Each faction has its own ideas, and the quarrel has become a mess.

If we talk about military strength alone, the second prince not only has the support of the Zhao family, but also has a good relationship with Heishuiguan. The eldest prince has the support of several major families behind the Dong family and some connections in the Forbidden Army. The fourth prince has There is nothing except the Deng family.

But becoming a prince does not depend on your military strength. Unless you want to rebel, why would you bring so many troops? The establishment of a prince depends on the power in the court. To put it bluntly, it is the power of the civil servants. It also depends on the quarreling ability of the players you introduce.

In this case, Qingliu became the target of all parties.

When I was holding the lantern, a little wind started blowing the gauze on the waterside pavilion by the lake, dancing with the green willows and carrying the faint fragrance of lotus.

The water pavilion is ventilated on all sides, and ice basins are placed at the four corners. The beautiful maid holds a long-handled feather fan and gently fans the cold air from the ice basin to the middle, making the inside of the water pavilion even cooler.

Su Wen leaned against the beauty, looked at the little lights lit along the lake, and sighed: "It's really a good place, good scenery." Moreover, the Ling family is really rich, and ice cubes can be made for free like this General use.

In addition to paintings, books, and musical instruments, there are several small tables in the waterside pavilion. One is specially used for making tea, and the other two are placed with a variety of snacks. From time to time, there will be beautiful maids in green dresses. Quietly, he came to refill the water and put in new food.

There is a wall separating this side from the main courtyard of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, but there is no barrier on Ding Lake. Across the misty lake and the lush trees beside the lake, the scenery there can still be vaguely seen.

Elegantly built courtyards, elegant gardens, maids who behave gracefully and gracefully, and tight guards that you can't see but can feel.

Mei Donghua rubbed his brows, was this really the work of that vulgar merchant woman?

"I won't be willing to go back if I get such a good place." Fan Zhen smiled and winked at the maid waiting on the side, and then was ignored.

"If you don't go back, what will happen to my sister?" Following the faint voice, Cheng Jia seemed to walk into the waterside pavilion under the moonlight.

"Master, would you like to eat?" The maid in green lowered her head and asked. Seeing Cheng Jia nod, he retreated.

"Didn't you just come back from dinner with Dong Chao?" Fan Zheng looked at him and smiled.

Cheng Jia glanced at him, then sat on the chair, picked up his special tea bowl, took a sip of tea, and said, "Can I eat the food outside?"

"How was the discussion?" Mei Donghua asked.

"Haha, what can we talk about?" Cheng Jia glanced at the lights across the lake and said, "I hope we can speak for the eldest prince. The eldest prince is the eldest prince. Legally, the eldest prince should naturally be the prince. , not to mention that the eldest prince is also excellent in literary, Taoist and military strategy, and he is truly the choice of a good prince. That's about it."

"How do you answer?" Su Wen also looked at Cheng Jia and asked. Cheng Jia is the leader of the Qingliu youth faction, and his position directly affects all of them.

"The prince's affairs are naturally decided by the emperor." Cheng Jia said with a faint smile.

This is tantamount to saying nothing, but Emperor Xiwen’s most trusted person has always been Prime Minister Cheng. Now Prime Minister Cheng is silent at all in the court, and he is just doing Tai Chi. It’s no wonder that they are anxious, and they actually find him. Cheng Jia is not involved in these things.

The maid in green brought over a bowl of porridge. The lingering fragrance immediately made several people turn their heads. They watched the maid place the porridge in front of Cheng Jia, and then whispered: "Miss Alan asked, do you have anything to eat tonight?" ?If you eat something greasy, I will give you a replacement."

Cheng Jia shook his head, with a comfortable smile on his face, and said, "Nothing, I just drank some tea in the evening."

The maid bowed and retreated, and then they realized that the surrounding maids had already withdrawn. The look in Mei Donghua's eyes deepened, and he said leisurely: "The maids here are quite good."

Su Wen smiled and said: "Miss Alan? Qiao Mu, let's be honest. Are you living here because the scenery is suitable for cultivation, or because of this young lady?"

Su Ce spat out the tea he just drank, rolled his eyes and said nothing.

"Yes, I heard that you even rejected Miss Fu's family, and Yuqin is also worried about this matter. Do you have someone in your heart?" Fan Zheng glared at Su Ce and asked.

Cheng Jia just smiled and said nothing, pointing to the lotus flowers that filled the lake and said: "The flowering period is almost over. I met Xuanzhi not long ago. Speaking of which, we haven't had a literary meeting for a long time."

You live in someone else's house and use someone else's servants, and now you want to entertain guests directly here?

Su Wen opened his mouth and was shocked for a long time, then asked: "Mrs. Yang agrees?"

Taking small sips of the porridge at just the right temperature, Cheng Jia smiled and said, "I'll exchange ten calligraphy and paintings for her to rent this place for a year. She won't object to whatever I want to do here." The money-hungry man woman! There are ten pictures there, one picture a day! Naturally, I can't say this, otherwise the price of his calligraphy and paintings will drop outside, and I'm afraid it will make him look bad again.

The expressions of several people froze again. Mei Donghua breathed a sigh of relief and finally showed a smile on his face, saying: "Your calligraphy is considered rare outside, ten pieces, the rent is really a lot. "Although Cheng Jia and Han Ju have a very good relationship, although Cheng Jia is in poor health and needs a place to recuperate, and it is difficult to go to Zhuangzi during troubled times, one-third of it has been allocated from Duke Dingguo's mansion. He also brought a lake and a garden to Cheng Jia in one place. It was difficult for people not to doubt such a generous gesture. After hearing the news, several people came to visit together, but they happened to meet Cheng Jia on his way to Dong Chao's appointment, but he just confessed The maid brought them in, and upon hearing this, Mei Donghua felt relieved.

Cheng Jia has always been clean and self-sufficient and is a role model for scholars. Mei Donghua will never allow him to cause any bad rumors.

"But the lotus blooming season has passed, so why not just wait a few more days. When around the Mid-Autumn Festival, the scenery here should be better." Fan Zheng said with a smile. The remaining lotus and autumn moon are also a scene.

Several maids came in quietly, and after saluting a few people, they took away the snacks on the small table, served a table full of dishes, and then placed wine glasses and other items.

After all the items were placed, the leading maid said softly: "Miss Alan said, this wine is for a few young masters to drink. Mr. Cheng, you have a bad spleen and stomach. If you touch it, you will be responsible for the consequences."

After saying that, without waiting for a few people to respond, he retreated with the rest of the maids, changed the calligraphy and painting tables, and came in to serve.

"Don't look at it, this Miss Alan is a doctor. You also know that he was not in good health some time ago. He vomited whatever he ate, and even the doctor couldn't do anything. It was Han Shu who introduced Mrs. Yang's doctor to him, and then Slowly recover. Otherwise, why would he stay here?" Su Ce had already sat at the table and knocked on the table.

"Is your medical skill so good?" Fan Zheng's eyes lit up and he asked.

"The medical skills are good, but it's not easy to recruit her." Cheng Jia said with a smile. Alan is a miracle doctor. He usually can't find anyone if he wants to find him. If it weren't for Ling Qingyu, he probably wouldn't care about his life or death.

After nightfall, the weather cools down, and the garden is filled with flowers of all colors, and the fragrance overflows with the wind.

The dishes were refreshing side dishes that I had never tasted before, and the wine was clear and good wine. A few people were drinking and chatting. When they were very comfortable, they heard a clear singing voice from across the lake. It's tactful and makes people indulge in it.

"Is this Mrs. Yang's external attendant?" Fan Zheng asked.

"If it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, are you borrowing someone from the Yang Mansion? Then, can you borrow this person?" Su Wen asked, a little tipsy, and kept his fingers in rhythm with the singing.

"He is not an actor." Cheng Jia said calmly.

"Isn't he just a slave?" Mei Donghua snorted, with a hint of water in his eyes due to being slightly drunk, and smiled: "Then Mrs. Yang loves money, doesn't she? Can you exchange it for a few more calligraphy and paintings? that is?"

"Brother Mei!"

Cheng Jia raised his hand to stop Su Ce and said, "Donghua drank too much."

"Qiao Mu, Mrs. Yang can give you a place and a maid, so why doesn't a slave agree?" Su Wen said with some surprise. Mrs. Yang must have wanted to befriend Cheng Jia, so she gave him half of the place and people. In that case, how could she be reluctant to part with a male servant?

"Brother! No matter how much money you pay, Mrs. Yang won't agree. Even if she agrees, Su Mu would rather commit suicide than open the throat of a second person." Su Ce couldn't help shouting. After staying in Lingjia Village for so long, he knew Ling Qingyu's guards very well. Although Sumu treated Ling Qingyu with a slave gift, it was only for her. It was absolutely impossible for him to serve others!

"It's getting late, I'll ask someone to take you back." Before the others could say anything else, Cheng Jia stood up and ordered the paperwork to be prepared for the car.

Fan Zheng and Mei Donghua were on the same road, sitting on a carriage. They raised the curtains and looked at the elegant moonlight. Fan Zheng asked as if casually: "Donghua, which prince do you like?"

Mei Donghua rested his head on his hands, half-closed his eyes, and said drunkenly: "Who is it? Is there anyone worthy of our service now?"

Fan Zheng laughed and said, "Yes."

Neither the eldest prince nor the second prince were good princes, but the behavior of Zhao Mingliang, whom he had always been optimistic about, made him feel a little cold. Remembering that when he knew they were defeated, he hurried to Zhao Mansion, thinking of comforting Zhao Mingliang. As a result, he saw Zhao Mingliang happily entertaining his counselors.

Where is this country headed?

"Ce! Are you really unwilling to serve as an official?" Su Wen asked, holding his head. Su Ce had already won the imperial examination, and it was almost a sure thing to take the Jinshi examination. He used to keep saying that he wanted to serve the country, but after returning from the extra chapter, he never mentioned it again. Recently, he and Han Zhi have become closer and closer.

"As long as you and the brothers from the first and second bedrooms are at home, I'm not missing one." Su Ce leaned against the car wall and looked at his brother who didn't look as tipsy as before.

"The situation is unclear now. The eldest prince and the second prince each have the support of Prime Minister Dong and Prime Minister Wang. However, the fourth prince is the most beloved person of the emperor. Our Su family can stay out of the matter now, but we still have to make a choice. What my father means is, All three of us must have good friends."

"Haha, that's your business. I just want to study more about farming and business. I've made an agreement with Brother Han, and Brother Han also agreed to let me enter the Ling family." After Su Ce said this, he saw Su Wen's black expression as expected. He made a face and said angrily: "Nonsense! How could you do such a thing!"

"Why not?" Seeing his elder brother take off his mask-like expression, Su Ce relaxed and leaned on the soft pillow with a lazy look. Well, the Ling family’s carriage is just so comfortable!

"How can our Su family, which has been a scholarly family for generations, do such a stupid thing!" Su Wen blushed and roared in a low voice. Fortunately, he still remembered that this was the Ling family's carriage and didn't yell loudly.

"Haha, brother, why didn't you say that when I brought back all the gold and treasures from the extra chapter? I earned all the money by doing these things in the extra chapter." Su Ce sneered and said: " The Su family just looks good. My father has been studying for an official career, so he probably spent a lot of money, right? Now the Su family is just an empty frame. Brother, what do you think if I tell my father, I will give you ten dollars a year? Wan Guan, do you think my father will still object?"

Su Wen was speechless. The Su family is a scholarly family, an aristocratic family, an upright and noble family. To put it bluntly, it means the owner has no money. There are many officials in the Su family, but the population is even larger, and for the sake of reputation, my grandfather even It has been providing huge subsidies to the huge clan. At this time, the position of the prince is not certain, and they cannot judge who to follow. Naturally, there is no way to collect some money. Now, the salary of these people alone can no longer support the family. The expenses for the high-class and elegant life inside, not to mention this house, his father also spent a lot for promotion. This time Su Ce brought back 50,000 taels of gold, which almost became emergency money.

If one hundred thousand taels of silver a year, if nothing else, life in this house would be much easier!

Su Wen's expression changed, and Su Ce sighed inwardly, stopped talking, opened the window, and looked out the window.